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Son of a B*tch (feat. Gloria Trevi)

KAROL G

Hijoepu*# (part. Gloria Trevi)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Quién diría que entre tanta gente
Llegarías a meterte en mi mente
Así sin conocerte
(Yeah, yeah)

Y es que yo por esa carita (carita)
Que la tienes tan bonita (bebé)
He dejado (to')
Todo lo demás a un lado

Tú me dijiste que no, que no eras así
Juraste que nunca me harías sufrir
Después del dolor, me toca decir
Que caras vemos, corazones no sabemos

Tú, tú
Tú tenías razón
Ahora entiendo que tú no me mientes
Cuando dices que eres diferente

Porque tú, tú
Tú eres el peor
Y, en verdad, decirlo no me asusta (ya no)
Resultaste ser un hijoe–

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
Y, en verdad, decirlo no me asusta
Resultaste ser un hijoe– (mmm)

Antes de conocerte, me jurabas amor eternamente
Decías ser un hombre diferente
Y es que junto' éramos el dream team (dream team)
Tú puesto pa' mí y yo puesta pa' ti

Porque cuando una relación empieza
Todo es perfecto, no existen los problemas (no, no, no, no)
Pero con el tiempo, nunca queda uno (uno)
Que al final no te salga con sorpresas

Me dijiste que no, que no eras así
Juraste que nunca me harías sufrir
Después del dolor, me toca decir
Caras vemos, corazones no sabemos

Tú, tú
Tú tenías razón
Ahora entiendo que tú no me mientes
Cuando dices que eres diferente

Porque tú, tú
Tú eres el peor
Y, en verdad, decirlo no me asusta (no)
Resultaste ser un hijoe–

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh (yeh, yeh)
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh (ajá, ah)
Y, en verdad, decirlo no me asusta
Resultaste ser un hijo de tu re–

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh (yeh, yeh)
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh (ajá, ah-ah-ah)
Resultaste un hijoe– (mmm, mmm)
(Resultaste un hijo)

Ahora sé que no mientes (no)
Que eres tan diferente (tan diferente, no)
Resultaste un hijo de
Eres todo un hijo de

Y ahora sé que no mientes (que no mientes)
Que no eres tan diferente (diferente)
Resultaste un hijo de
Y es que eres un hijo de puta

(O-O-Ovy On The Drums)

Son of a B*tch (feat. Gloria Trevi)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Who would think that, amongst so many people
You'd come to enter my mind
Like this, without knowing you
(Yeah, yeah)

And it's just that I, because of that little face (little face)
That you have, so cute (baby)
I've left (all)
Everything else to the side

You told me no, that you weren't like that
You swore that you'd never make me suffer
After the pain, it's my turn to say
That faces we see, hearts we don't know

You, you
You were right
Now I understand that you aren't lying to me
When you say that you're different

Because you, you
You're the worst
And truthfully, to say it doesn't scare me (not anymore)
You turned out to be a son of a bi-

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And truthfully, to say it doesn't scare me
You turned out to be a son of a bi- (mmm)

Before knowing you, you swore eternal love to me
You said you are a different man
And it's just that together we were the dream team (dream team)
You for me, and me for you

Because when a relationship starts
Everything is perfect, no problems exist (no, no, no)
But with time, there's never one (one)
That, at the end, doesn't leave you with surprises

You told me that no, you weren't like that
You swore that you'd never make me suffer
After the pain, it's my turn to say
Faces we see, hearts we don't know

You, you
You were right
Now I understand that you aren't lying to me
When you say that you're different

Because you, you
You're the worst
And truthfully, to say it doesn't scare me (no)
You turned out to be a son of a bi-

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (aha, ah)
And truthfully, to say it doesn't scare me
You turned out to be a son of-

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (aha, ah-ah-ah)
You turned out to be a son of a-
(You turned out to be a son-)

Now I know that you aren't lying (no)
That you are so different (so different, no)
You turned out to be a son of a-
You are completely a son of a-

And now I know that you aren't lying (that you aren't lying)
That you aren't so different (different)
You turned out to be a son of a-
And it's just that you're a son of a bitch

(O-O-Ovy On The Drums)

Escrita por: Ovy On The Drums / Mario Caceres / Karol G / Gloria Trevi / Edgar Barrera / Camilo Echeverry / Antonio Barullo